Epic SRK B/S thread of 2019
#1001
7 Second Club
#1003
7 Second Club
#1007
TECH Enthusiast
a quick moment about Normandy fellas.
i love history. especially world war one and world war two. My love of history and war is handed down from my combat hero Dad. it's not a love of war as in violence, but in the human cost and valor a man or woman can exhibit in protection of their country and/or values.
i was born in gemany to american parents in wurzburg. My first memory of my father's sacrifice for our family was in 1967 when dad was in Saudi Arabia supporting the Arabs at the time of Yom Kippur.
Dad went to Vietnam immediately after Saudi (68-69). He went on his first combat patrol within his first week in Nam. they were ambushed and Dad related it was a blood bath for his patrol. he told me that in the jungle you run until your legs quit to get outside of the ambush and regroup.
he related tactics he use to ambush the viet cong. putting claymores in trees in a bend of a trail and letting the viet cong get fully surrounded before detonating the claymores and spraying m60 fire and m16 fire then escaping.
My father was a ordinance warrant officer in Nam. he trained his troops to shoot a M79 greande launcher into a 55 gallon drum at 50 yards. he was an expert at napalm, and set up 55 gallon drums around his perimeter in case of an assault. there was a major attack on the base Dad was stationed at and, in fact all of the officers were either killed or injured and he was the last man standing.
the attack was call TET.
he doesnt say much about it. i asked if he ever killed a man, and all he said was,"i never missed". Dad could cut wire at 25 yards with a m16. he had a blue printed model 70 he blueprinted himself. Dad is an exceptional armorer.
As a ordinance officer, he built a few road patrol deuce and a halfs with M134 mini guns mounted in the roof and covered to hide them and suprise viet cong ambushers. they would just join a convoy.
Dad said they would cut down the tree line. trees, grass, people, vehicles.
my Dad has a bunch of medals he keeps in a cigar box and NEVER talks about. in all of my life he has said almost nothing about his year in Viet Nam. he has several Bronze stars for Valor in combat. not the highest medal but he is not a man to hide.
i mention this because i owe this life i get to live to men like my Dad, and ALL of the combat veterans that bought our freedom. those men and women are better than all of us. we can never repay the life they all gave us.
i am so thankful.
i love history. especially world war one and world war two. My love of history and war is handed down from my combat hero Dad. it's not a love of war as in violence, but in the human cost and valor a man or woman can exhibit in protection of their country and/or values.
i was born in gemany to american parents in wurzburg. My first memory of my father's sacrifice for our family was in 1967 when dad was in Saudi Arabia supporting the Arabs at the time of Yom Kippur.
Dad went to Vietnam immediately after Saudi (68-69). He went on his first combat patrol within his first week in Nam. they were ambushed and Dad related it was a blood bath for his patrol. he told me that in the jungle you run until your legs quit to get outside of the ambush and regroup.
he related tactics he use to ambush the viet cong. putting claymores in trees in a bend of a trail and letting the viet cong get fully surrounded before detonating the claymores and spraying m60 fire and m16 fire then escaping.
My father was a ordinance warrant officer in Nam. he trained his troops to shoot a M79 greande launcher into a 55 gallon drum at 50 yards. he was an expert at napalm, and set up 55 gallon drums around his perimeter in case of an assault. there was a major attack on the base Dad was stationed at and, in fact all of the officers were either killed or injured and he was the last man standing.
the attack was call TET.
he doesnt say much about it. i asked if he ever killed a man, and all he said was,"i never missed". Dad could cut wire at 25 yards with a m16. he had a blue printed model 70 he blueprinted himself. Dad is an exceptional armorer.
As a ordinance officer, he built a few road patrol deuce and a halfs with M134 mini guns mounted in the roof and covered to hide them and suprise viet cong ambushers. they would just join a convoy.
Dad said they would cut down the tree line. trees, grass, people, vehicles.
my Dad has a bunch of medals he keeps in a cigar box and NEVER talks about. in all of my life he has said almost nothing about his year in Viet Nam. he has several Bronze stars for Valor in combat. not the highest medal but he is not a man to hide.
i mention this because i owe this life i get to live to men like my Dad, and ALL of the combat veterans that bought our freedom. those men and women are better than all of us. we can never repay the life they all gave us.
i am so thankful.
#1009
TECH Enthusiast
#1012
TECH Junkie
#1013
10 Second Club
iTrader: (8)
How come you're not saying anything about trap not matching et? That used to really bother you.....what happened?
Oh we know.....hypocrite
Wife and i always check out history stuff. Civil war was big in our area. My grandad was a marine on a ship somewhere in ww2.
Open up that intake tract a little bit and give him the what for.
Oh we know.....hypocrite
a quick moment about Normandy fellas.
i love history. especially world war one and world war two. My love of history and war is handed down from my combat hero Dad. it's not a love of war as in violence, but in the human cost and valor a man or woman can exhibit in protection of their country and/or values.
i was born in gemany to american parents in wurzburg. My first memory of my father's sacrifice for our family was in 1967 when dad was in Saudi Arabia supporting the Arabs at the time of Yom Kippur.
Dad went to Vietnam immediately after Saudi (68-69). He went on his first combat patrol within his first week in Nam. they were ambushed and Dad related it was a blood bath for his patrol. he told me that in the jungle you run until your legs quit to get outside of the ambush and regroup.
he related tactics he use to ambush the viet cong. putting claymores in trees in a bend of a trail and letting the viet cong get fully surrounded before detonating the claymores and spraying m60 fire and m16 fire then escaping.
My father was a ordinance warrant officer in Nam. he trained his troops to shoot a M79 greande launcher into a 55 gallon drum at 50 yards. he was an expert at napalm, and set up 55 gallon drums around his perimeter in case of an assault. there was a major attack on the base Dad was stationed at and, in fact all of the officers were either killed or injured and he was the last man standing.
the attack was call TET.
he doesnt say much about it. i asked if he ever killed a man, and all he said was,"i never missed". Dad could cut wire at 25 yards with a m16. he had a blue printed model 70 he blueprinted himself. Dad is an exceptional armorer.
As a ordinance officer, he built a few road patrol deuce and a halfs with M134 mini guns mounted in the roof and covered to hide them and suprise viet cong ambushers. they would just join a convoy.
Dad said they would cut down the tree line. trees, grass, people, vehicles.
my Dad has a bunch of medals he keeps in a cigar box and NEVER talks about. in all of my life he has said almost nothing about his year in Viet Nam. he has several Bronze stars for Valor in combat. not the highest medal but he is not a man to hide.
i mention this because i owe this life i get to live to men like my Dad, and ALL of the combat veterans that bought our freedom. those men and women are better than all of us. we can never repay the life they all gave us.
i am so thankful.
i love history. especially world war one and world war two. My love of history and war is handed down from my combat hero Dad. it's not a love of war as in violence, but in the human cost and valor a man or woman can exhibit in protection of their country and/or values.
i was born in gemany to american parents in wurzburg. My first memory of my father's sacrifice for our family was in 1967 when dad was in Saudi Arabia supporting the Arabs at the time of Yom Kippur.
Dad went to Vietnam immediately after Saudi (68-69). He went on his first combat patrol within his first week in Nam. they were ambushed and Dad related it was a blood bath for his patrol. he told me that in the jungle you run until your legs quit to get outside of the ambush and regroup.
he related tactics he use to ambush the viet cong. putting claymores in trees in a bend of a trail and letting the viet cong get fully surrounded before detonating the claymores and spraying m60 fire and m16 fire then escaping.
My father was a ordinance warrant officer in Nam. he trained his troops to shoot a M79 greande launcher into a 55 gallon drum at 50 yards. he was an expert at napalm, and set up 55 gallon drums around his perimeter in case of an assault. there was a major attack on the base Dad was stationed at and, in fact all of the officers were either killed or injured and he was the last man standing.
the attack was call TET.
he doesnt say much about it. i asked if he ever killed a man, and all he said was,"i never missed". Dad could cut wire at 25 yards with a m16. he had a blue printed model 70 he blueprinted himself. Dad is an exceptional armorer.
As a ordinance officer, he built a few road patrol deuce and a halfs with M134 mini guns mounted in the roof and covered to hide them and suprise viet cong ambushers. they would just join a convoy.
Dad said they would cut down the tree line. trees, grass, people, vehicles.
my Dad has a bunch of medals he keeps in a cigar box and NEVER talks about. in all of my life he has said almost nothing about his year in Viet Nam. he has several Bronze stars for Valor in combat. not the highest medal but he is not a man to hide.
i mention this because i owe this life i get to live to men like my Dad, and ALL of the combat veterans that bought our freedom. those men and women are better than all of us. we can never repay the life they all gave us.
i am so thankful.
Open up that intake tract a little bit and give him the what for.
#1015
TECH Enthusiast
thanks man. our fathers' valor in combat honor our nation.
my dad never could own a gun after vietnam and all of the combat. he was always afraid he would shoot some 'dumb ****' in traffic lol.
it is sad that killing in combat changed them so much.
we were once traveling down a road at a gunner range for m1 abrams tanks in Ft Riley Kanas, when one fired as we passed....he nearly drove off the road. that was 1983. all those years later, and even today a loud bang causes Dad to jump.
ive driven a m112, and a m551 sheridan tank. played with a grease gun .45 acp machine pistol.
as a young kid we went to dad's day at work in the military schools. he had me put my fingers on the contacts of a field phone, then he turned the hand crank. only once. Dad's are funny.
there are a few anti aircraft guns at the Ft.Campbell outdoor museum that my dad made inoperable while he was in Vietnam. a 23mm twin and a 57mm gun.
My Dad was the one who had a laser shop in Nellingen Kaserne Germany in 1975 and got the first laser range finder to operate in combat conditions on a M60 tank.
My dad was in the 101st Airborne Division in Vietnam.
i was also in the 101st Airborne when i was in the army.
Today is D-Day. so sad that our boys sacrificed everything for us to live.
#1018
Teching In
Great post Assasinator and I like the stories about your dad. Very cool.
My dad also served in the Army from 50-54 during the Korean War. Never said much much about his experience there either but he was one tough old-school guy. Very strict as a father and would crack you in the blink of an eye when you did wrong. LOL
I also enjoy stopping at all the Civil War sites. I make it a point to hit at least one each time I'm driving down 95S in Virginia or NC. Ton of history there.
My dad also served in the Army from 50-54 during the Korean War. Never said much much about his experience there either but he was one tough old-school guy. Very strict as a father and would crack you in the blink of an eye when you did wrong. LOL
I also enjoy stopping at all the Civil War sites. I make it a point to hit at least one each time I'm driving down 95S in Virginia or NC. Ton of history there.
#1019
TECH Enthusiast
75 years ago. Does not seem that long and it is. There were Civil War vets alive 75 years after 1865. That would be 1940. The WW2 gen would have known some of them. Fascinating. Combat is a life changing experience for most.
Well back to the topic. Seems FI has ruined HCI builds. FI dominates all street racing.
Well back to the topic. Seems FI has ruined HCI builds. FI dominates all street racing.
Last edited by Felix C; 06-08-2019 at 03:30 PM.
#1020
Still doing research on F/I for my current car and ran across Evolutions 5.0 with a Kong Ported Edelbrock blower
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